The Sleepover

We had met when we both lived in the same town a few years ago. The sexual tension had been there since the beginning but I guess we were both too shy to act upon it. He lived in a different city now and I had to travel there and needed a place to stay so I asked him if I could sleep at his place. He agreed but also informed me that the apartment was a small one bedroom apartment and we would have to sleep in the same room.

I arrive by train late in the evening and we are both pretty tired, he's made the couch for me and we watch a movie, the sexual tension is still there but nothing happens and we both go to sleep, me in the couch, him in the bed on the other side of the room.

About an hour after falling asleep I wake up hearing something from the other side of the room. It's dark but I can see that my host is having a sexy dream, my jaw drops as I can see he is slowly stroking his member with the covers down. I wonder what he is dreaming about. I start feeling aroused myself and I cannot stop myself from slowly caressing my breasts. I think about having him inside me.

I get out of the couch and tip-toe towards his bed as quietly as possible not to wake him up. As he is wearing a blindfold for sleeping he could not see me so ITHE SLEEPOVER slowly undress standing at the side of his bed. I touch myself standing only a feet from him, as he is stroking himself. Oh God, I want him inside me now! The urge is so strong, I have never been this aroused before.

I get on top of him slowly and take his cock out of his hand, I then steer it inside me. I can hear his breathing getting heavier, as well as mine. I'm not sure if he is awake or sleeping, but passionate love making ensues for the rest of the night. Needless to say, the tension was finally released.